Come What May and Love It (Learning to Laugh)

My favorite talk in General Conference was Elder Wirthlin's. I believe I've already said this, but I'm saying it again. I had learned earlier in the year that I had to laugh in order to keep my sanity. We had just moved and Emily, while exploring her new surroundings, was learning that she could do more than she was able to before. She was a better climber, better at getting into things and therefore a better explorer. And the sidekick who could run around after her and take the blame for things was great. :) I would get so upset when I would come from doing something (the dishes, laundry, you name it) to find that the two little girls had gotten into a huge mess. Finally, I realized that getting angry at them was just making me grumpier and doing nothing for the good spirit in my home. I learned to laugh. I can even remember the first time I did so instead of getting angry (see What a MESS!)


Anyhow, what am I getting at? Ok. So we're in Sacrament Meeting and we're almost done (whew, it is hard to get Meredith to be reverent that long) and Meredith decides to dump the whole bag of cheerios. I looked at Nathan and he could tell I was quietly laughing. I just handed Meredith over to Nathan and started cleaning up the mess. The people behind us helped me out by having their little boy help me pick up the cheerios (thank you to that person, btw). Later in Sunday School someone told my husband, (this was the gist of it) "boy, I thought your wife was going to die after all of those cheerios got dumped." My husband replied, "No, she laughed. I was the one who was dying."


(And just in case you are wondering, no, I don't just hand a bag of cheerios to my child. We hold it together, unless of course by holding it she's going to rip it out of my hands and dump the whole bag of cheerios. On the other hand by doing that she could just decide to do it anyway so I need to remember NOT to look away :) Anyhow, have a good laugh.